The result of overpopulation in the NES was not a good one. Thre unsanity was stretched thin, and lost on most. Only Alt, Chill, Pierce and Mary, Pickle and Shack, and DB still carried it with them, keeping it close to their minds. They left progressively as they tired of the boredom. . . . P: We're finally out. . . . Alt: Yeah. . .being the god of the NES was too much. I'll let that place kick it's own ass as it's dying. M; Heh, yeah. *slaps P* P: What was that for? M: . . . . P: . . . . Chill: Another ellipsis battle. M: . . . . P: . . . . Alt: They never end. M: . . . . P: . . . . They left quietly from the NES, determined to never return to it. He let the people with randomness in their heads to change the paradigm- he would only check up rarely. Alt: We're out now. . .should we start something new? Chill: Maybe. . . . Alt: For those deemed unsane, they can continue here. When the Chronicle of the NES hits 100 pages, we shall let it die. They left, to return only rarely as long as the NES lived.
This is a restructure of the Neverending Story. Posts should be NES-style dialogue intermixed with relevant bits of prose. Unsanity and humor is appreciated, and is in fact the entire core and purpose of the thread. All are welcome, unless they spend all of their time trying and epically failing to be funny and unsane through obstreperous randomness.
P: Need any help dragon? I'm an expert on hurting yourself. M: How about you hurt yourself Pierce? P: Gotta help Dragon. DB05: Yarr, anything to stop him! P: Okay, you need to know how to handle a knife or cutlass for that matter... *fades out*
Kr: Jess singing eh? J: Yep! Kr: Hmm...wouldn't that be beautiful since a Phoenix has a beautiful song...well that's what Harry Potter said... P: You're soundin' like Nichooo... Kr: Oh...I'll leave him to say those things then... P: Yeah.,..you know you are late for your music performance... Kr: ARGHHHHH
Kr: You knew just because I told you ok! C: Sure...Sure... Kr: Quiet you... C: Why? Kr: Because you don't exist yet. C: Buutttt I'm here... Kr: No...you're not. C: Oh...ok... Kr: OK! INTRODUCTING!!! CHARLIE!!! C: Heah Yi. I mean...yeah Hi...err... Kr: His job is to remind me about everything. C: ...exams tomorrow... Kr: Oh...well yeah.... C: GO STUDY! Kr: Fine *sulks*
N: Bleedin' cheek...wait till I get my hands on you you whipper-snappers! D: Or claws for that matter. N: Teeth. D: Love poems. N: Demus..... D: Sorry master.
Jess: Fail :3 Skye: I want votes for teh Hall O' Fame!! Jess: Erm.. Skye: *still complains* *does an Xcalibur45* Jess: Ahh thought so. You ain't getting votes. You're not real :3 I should probably comment on the posts on pages 9 and 10, but I won't because i'm lazy :3
Manta: Jess! Congrats on getting in the hall of fame! Avicus: He envys you. Manta: That I do! And that's all I have to say since I don't want to meddle in Jess and Nicho's... what was it? An epic love saga? :P Avicus: well, now that you've said that...
Manta: That I do! And that's all I have to say since I don't want to meddle in Jess and Nicho's... what was it? An epic love saga? :P
I can't imagine who the first to do a Hinata will be~
P: Oh awesome Alt! I love water and boats~ M: Why are we crossing the ocean? P: It's cold... :< M: ALT! Why are we crossing?! P: Jeez Mary, it's the middle of the night. Cut him some slack. M: Shut up! P: Aww, emotions getting in the way of things :3 M: Grh-*backhands Pierce*-ah! Narator: And Pierce fell back into the sand, tasting the coppery taste of blood. P: Mary...
Kr: Hmm..Did Jess get into the hall of fame through Nicho? P: Probably... Kr: So how's the sand? P: Tastes sandy... Kr: I see.... C: Err...Sir...You have more exams tomorrow. Kr: You are so lucky you don't have braces Pierce... P: Why? Kr: Well once a girl slapped me...I can't remember why...but my cheek got stuck to my braces... C: KR YOU HAVE MORE EXAMS TOMORROW!!! P: Sound's like ouch. Well more fail...but still ouch. Kr: Year I know...I think I got her back by elbowing her in the jaw... P: Win. C: YOU HAVE TWO EXAMS TOMORROW AND YOU HAVE TO STUDY. Kr: So what's wrong Charlie? C: *sigh*
